Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Gabon and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Grauzone to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
The Last Poets,
The Blackbyrds,
The Vogues,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marine Girls,
The Sound,
The Standells,
Scratch Acid,
The Cramps,
Barrington Levy,
Gong,
The Pretty Things,
Lower 48,
The Offenders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Can,
Essential Logic,
The New Christs,
Cecil Taylor,
Charles Mingus,
the Swans,
The Wake,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Glambeats Corp.,
Slave,
Cymande,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nirvana,
The Happenings,
F. McDonald,
The Knickerbockers,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Deepchord,
Godley & Creme,
Altered Images,
Outsiders,
Eddi Front,
Trumans Water,
Vainqueur,
Youth Brigade,
David McCallum,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Motions,
The Slackers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nik Kershaw,
Massinfluence,
The Seeds,
Danielle Patucci,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hoover,
Metal Thangz,
Byron Stingily,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scrapy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mark Hollis,
The Star Department,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.